It’s Said Again
Crowds milling about
willfully unseeing. Scent
of oregano, spice of
worlds, shan’t we
stop killing ourselves?
Boutiques become
deserted over ten
minutes, five hours,
whatever. Will they
go see you when you
die? Would they even
now, today? It’s said
one needs other people
in one’s life, but do
they truly need you?
tearshapes
that single droplet of water
barely singeing the edge of
that veined leaf looks like
the tears coming from your
eyes last night as you traced
your fingers and arms over
the wicked scars on my arms
and shoulders before then
covering my torso to avoid
having to see the rest.
you know
you naughty girl
that you have that kind
of impact on me,
and that water droplet
attests to that fact.
now just kiss my arms,
my shoulders, my body,
my scars, my life, my
past, say goodbye and
from here on, no
more tearshapes.
Beginnings, Past Lives, Other Lives
- He owned an active porn
shop. He perused illegal
sleaze in the backroom.
He sold kink and rented
out videos to bartenders,
lawyers, truck drivers,
school girls, ministers,
doctors and others
who slunk in and out,
horny and hopeful.
I was a miserable failure,
for he coveted nothing I
had or wanted. Lusty thighs,
gasping thrusts, throbbing
cocks, money shots all in
steamy movies – cars, bars,
bed, chains and women, harsh
black smokes and hot, wet skin.
He admired my tenacity.
I yearned to hide cameras
in the glory hole booths,
not for blackmail but so I
could jerk off in real time,
competing with myself to
achieve simultaneous orgasms
with those in the booths.
- I asked if I could help out,
put the sticky magazines
in their racks, clean out
the dirty, throbbing stalls
after closing, page through
exotic fuck rags, answer
questions, help furtive
customers. He laughed
when I asked him this.
- He showed me the keys to
this paradise and then put
them gently into his pocket.
- My crusted heart fractured.
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Scott C. Holstad Third-Person Bio
Scott C. Holstad has authored 60+ books & has appeared in the Minnesota Review, Exquisite Corpse, Pacific Review, Santa Clara Review, Chiron Review, Palo Alto Review, Southern Review, Poetry Ireland Review, Libre, PULP, WIREWORM, Hidden Peak Press, Misfit, Blood+Honey, dadakuku, A Sufferer’s Digest, Horror Sleaze Trash, Synchronized Chaos & Bristol Noir. He’s moved 35+ times & now lives near Gettysburg PA.